Owen Raymond Sievert, born yesterday, May 14, at 3:52 in the morning. Eight pou…

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 "id": "n_journal_2011_05_15",
 "createdAt": "1305495000000",
 "date": "2011-05-15T21:30:00.000Z",
 "body": "Owen Raymond Sievert, born yesterday, May 14, at 3:52 in the morning. Eight pounds one ounce. Ellen is well. I am writing this in her guest room in Naperville with Gus asleep across the doorway.\n\nWe were up north. It was our second weekend at the cabin. I was down at the shore at a quarter to six with my coffee, on the bench by the boathouse, because the loons came back to the island on Thursday and I wanted to hear them. One was calling when the telephone rang up at the cabin. I ran, which I do not do, and R. had it by the time I reached the door. He said, \"It's Mark,\" and then, \"A boy,\" and then he handed me the receiver and went and stood at the window with his back to me.\n\nWe were on the road by 6:30. Water off, the refrigerator emptied into a cooler, Gus in the back of the new car, which had 1,900 miles on it and now has rather more. Frost on the windshield at the cabin and none by Wausau. It is 330 miles from the cabin to Ellen's. R. drove all of it at four over the limit, which for him is abandon. We stopped once, in Portage, and he did not go in for coffee.\n\nAt the hospital by 1:15. Ellen was sitting up eating a turkey sandwich and looked as she did at sixteen after a swim meet. Mark had not slept and kept offering everyone chairs. His mother arrived with a casserole for the hospital room. The baby has dark hair that will not last and a serious forehead. They told us the middle name in the room. Ellen said it and looked at her father. R. held him for a long time without saying anything, and then said, \"He has a good grip,\" and gave him back.\n\nHannah is two and a half and unimpressed. She looked into the bassinet, said, \"He is not doing anything,\" and asked for my purse.\n\nDavid called from Denver and Kate from Portland, both before noon. We stay until Tuesday; a substitute has the library tomorrow and the day after.\n"
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- id: journal-2011-05-15
  kind: journal_entry
  about: [owen, ellen]
  date: 2011-05-15 21:30
  body: |
    Owen Raymond Sievert, born yesterday, May 14, at 3:52 in the morning. Eight pounds one ounce. Ellen is well. I am writing this in her guest room in Naperville with Gus asleep across the doorway.

    We were up north. It was our second weekend at the cabin. I was down at the shore at a quarter to six with my coffee, on the bench by the boathouse, because the loons came back to the island on Thursday and I wanted to hear them. One was calling when the telephone rang up at the cabin. I ran, which I do not do, and R. had it by the time I reached the door. He said, "It's Mark," and then, "A boy," and then he handed me the receiver and went and stood at the window with his back to me.

    We were on the road by 6:30. Water off, the refrigerator emptied into a cooler, Gus in the back of the new car, which had 1,900 miles on it and now has rather more. Frost on the windshield at the cabin and none by Wausau. It is 330 miles from the cabin to Ellen's. R. drove all of it at four over the limit, which for him is abandon. We stopped once, in Portage, and he did not go in for coffee.

    At the hospital by 1:15. Ellen was sitting up eating a turkey sandwich and looked as she did at sixteen after a swim meet. Mark had not slept and kept offering everyone chairs. His mother arrived with a casserole for the hospital room. The baby has dark hair that will not last and a serious forehead. They told us the middle name in the room. Ellen said it and looked at her father. R. held him for a long time without saying anything, and then said, "He has a good grip," and gave him back.

    Hannah is two and a half and unimpressed. She looked into the bassinet, said, "He is not doing anything," and asked for my purse.

    David called from Denver and Kate from Portland, both before noon. We stay until Tuesday; a substitute has the library tomorrow and the day after.